My Archrival Turned into a Sweet Wife, but I'm His Son

[I was reborn as my nemesis's son.]

[I also discovered that the sexually frigid executive officer, who used to hate being harassed by men and always wore a pretty scowl, has turned into a doting wife and mommy who can't stop saying "my husband this" and "my husband that," wants her husband to pamper her, and wants her son to spoil her.]

[Post 1: Are you writing a novel here? But you should seize the chance to make fun of him. Just be careful your biological dad doesn't beat you up, lol.]

[Poster: No, I just wanted to ask...]

[Is there any way I can take his place?]

*

Zhan Changjing has been in love with his nemesis for years, but the love is one-sided, and so is the enmity.

The Alliance's celebrated executive officer is decisive and ruthless, peerlessly beautiful, and never gives anyone a proper look. Even Zhan Changjing, the adjutant he personally selected, can barely get so much as a scrap of his attention.

So when he finally died in Ming Cuo's arms, he even thought spitefully that maybe now Ming Cuo would shed a few tears for him.

When he opened his eyes again, it was nineteen years later. The executive officer was lying beside him in a silk nightgown, his lashes damp as if he'd just been crying, his beautiful face flushed and lips enticing.

Zhan Changjing was intoxicated. As his hand wandered lower, he thought, So he wants to repay me with his body? I'd die ten thousand times for this.

Just as he touched the smooth, soft flesh of his thigh, the beauty in his arms opened his eyes, his gaze rippling.

A sweet fragrance drifted over. A jade-white fingertip tapped his brow, and in a tender, intimate voice, Ming Cuo chided him:

"Baby, you nearly scared Mommy to death!"

He'd resented the moon for not shining high in the sky, only for it to become his mom.

As Zhan Changjing sat there in a daze, someone entered and took the warm, soft beauty from his arms.

Ming Cuo leaned bonelessly against the man's shoulder, biting his fingertip as he called him "Hubby" in a cloying voice. "Hubby, why do I feel like our son has gotten smarter?"

His bargain-bin dad stared at the red marks on Ming Cuo's thigh where Zhan Changjing had rubbed against it, and sneered, "Maybe it's not his head that's waking up, but his little head."

The next second, Ming Cuo slapped him with a smile. "Keep running your mouth and I'll tear it off."

Zhan Changjing thought expressionlessly: His bargain-bin dad was right.

Mommy is so hot. So slutty.

If only he weren't her biological son.

Much later, as Ming Cuo held him at gunpoint and he surrendered with both hands raised, Zhan Changjing wished he could kill his past self for ever having that stupid idea.

Even without a blood relationship, Ming Cuo was still Ming Cuo. He just wasn't Mommy anymore. He was no longer a lover, either... but an enemy.

*

After the battle nineteen years ago, Ming Cuo, commander of the First Legion, was forcibly detained in the Tower.

For four whole months, countless powerful figures came to visit, hoping to get something out of this arrogant, beautiful weapon of the Empire: a promise, his allegiance, or simply a cold stare from those silver-violet eyes followed by a snarl of "you filthy dog."

Four months later, Ming Cuo was released. The media scrambled to photograph the moment he walked out of the prison, but only one picture ever made it out: the thin former executive officer, tightly sheltered in a man's arms, with a slight swell to his belly.

Ming Cuo married, had a child, and, backed unconditionally by his husband, settled the score with everyone who had humiliated him. He took control of the military and became the terrifying, volatile "Tyrant."

And in his husband's arms, a gentle, beautiful wife.

[A haughty, aloof beauty who is a lovesick, self-destructive wife in private x his three dogs, each with a different style]

PS: The kinks are pretty dark, and there are a lot of disposable top characters. Pregnancy is involved, and the bottom will kiss her husband while crying, then kill him. The words tragic, strong, and beautiful all apply to him (note that well).

PPS: The protagonist is not related by blood to anyone, and the actual romance begins after the mother-son relationship is dissolved.

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